[The whispering starts to become louder, more frequent, as all the dignitaries and diplomats begin to look at the two of them. A sudden chill breaks through the air, as they give accusatory stares to the newly crowned king. If Hans notices, he doesn't react, just his polished demeanor still planted as he adopts a remorseful sort of tone.]

I won't avoid the truth, I've slain the queen. [He closes his eyes, as if to look upset about what he's done.]

She was hurting the people of her kingdom through an everlasting winter. If there was a different way to stop her, I'd pursue it, but time was not on our side.

[The whispers begin to adopt a new word, echoing 'liar' through the air.]